"We can do that again later, we've got time," she says, feeling his disappointment.

"I didn't know I needed an excuse," Ibani teases. The Force is full of love and affection.

She reaches for one of the bottles that was in the basket that isn't wine. It's a clear oil of some kind. She pours some on her hands, rubs it in. She doesn't want her hands to catch and drag on his skin while she's working.